Zoey Pearson

“We men and women are all in the same boat, upon a stormy sea. We owe to each other a terrible and tragic loyalty.”

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Bold all that apply:

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bunchofrpmemes:

My muse knows how to…

bake a cake from scratch | ride a horse | drive stick | speak a second language | dance | catch a fish | play an instrument | throw a punch | build a deck | ice skate | unclog a drain | program a computer | change a flat tire | fire a gun | sew | juggle | play poker | paint | fly a kite | sculpt | write poetry | change a diaper | sing | shoot a bow and arrow | ride a bike | swim | sail a boat | do a back flip | play chess | give CPR | pitch a tent | flirt | stitch a wound | read palms | use chopsticks | write in cursive | use an electric drill | braid hair | make a campfire | make a mixed drink | do sudoku puzzles | wrap a gift | give a good massage | jump-start a car | roll their tongue | do magic tricks | do yoga | tie a tie | skip a rock | shuffle a deck of cards | read Morse code | pick a lock

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[hidden under her mattress]

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Interruptions

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harley-haze:

Harley had been bored that morning. There was nothing happening on campus besides studying or useless conversations. Especially since there wasn’t much money flowing around the campus either. Not for another couple weeks when allowances will be distributed. Instead of wallowing, Harley decided there was nothing better than going for a walk to find something interesting to do. 

It was his luck that Zoey happened to be outside, and he stared a few moments at her form stretching. Avoiding a leer since it meant nothing when she didn’t see it, he decided to mess with her. Grabbing a nearby flyer, he balled it up and tossed it towards her head. The grin on his lips didn’t fade as she smashed it up. As she went back to her warm up, Harley stood just out of arms reach, “I would have it if you were willing to train me.” 

There was few that could stick in her presence upon receiving her attitude. When the shadow of the person moved closer, she knew exactly who it was. From her bent position she tilted her head up to glare at him, “I tried once. You were horrendous.” 

As she stood back up, Zoey stretched her arms out before putting her hair up in a messy bun. She eyed him, noting how awake he seemed for 9 am in the morning. She’d seen him at earlier times in the morning and he barely looked alive then. “What has you lurking around campus this morning? Normally you’re sleeping in on a weekend.”

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king-ofjace:

Jace was mostly just kicking the ball around with some of the underclassmen, calling it a mock try out before they started the real ones. Mostly, it was just for fun and Jace missed kicking the football, generating most of his focus on the game and nothing else. It was a fun match; him against sophomores, he guessed. And with no goal in sight, when the ball dribbled in his direction, the athlete took no prisoners as he kicked the ball away from the team. 

Except the ball was rolling towards Chanler House and going to hit a girl. Oh no. And then she caught it. Oh wow. Jogging towards Chanler House, the King boy shrugged as she crushed the ball under her foot, ending the game and his very lovely ball. “Umm…yeah, I guess I do. That’s why I usually play defense. People think it’s cos I run fast, but it’s also because of my super bad aim.” 

Zoey had been ignoring the group of teens playing around her. On one side was a game of soccer, on the other a game similar to dodgeball. She avoided playing the game mainly because of how much force she tended to use when playing. One student nearly went to a teacher because of a welt on their arm. 

Her body stretched sideways as he came up with an excuse. An eyebrow rose up as her arms dropped and she straightened up. “Hm.” She tightened her ponytail, adjusted her sports bra, before looking up at Jace again. “And somehow you’re captain.” It wasn’t a question, merely a state of a fact she found curious. “How’d you manage that?” 

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“Oh yeah, that’s a great one!”

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“....I wasn’t making a joke.” 

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Her attention to those around her was minimal as she stretched outside Chanler House. Most were either inside doing work or off being social--and not the fun kind of social. After receiving another call from her father, Zoey needed to release some of her frustration and energy. Stretching an arm behind her, she took a breath in. There was very little that could pull her from her centered focus...except when something came flying just past her ear. 

With her heightened senses, the Caelestis had a better self awareness than many believed. She’d been trained since birth that way. It was that hardened raising that made her stop her foot down on whatever had been thrown her way, crushing it into the soil. “You need better aim.” Her foot returned to its prior position and she closed her eyes as she began a warm up to her training. 

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